I’m having a hard time lately

You’ll remember my adopted son, Javid, who came from India originally. He’s handicapped and has been living in a group home. Slowly, his health has been deteriorating. He has Type 1 diabetes and has been battling pressure sores for years. They become infected, resulting in multiple trips to the hospital. After much praying and thought, he decided to go into hospice. This means no more painful trips to the hospital. But it also means no more wound treatment, other than maintenance. He won’t be with us on this earth much longer. My oldest son, Bill, went with me to see him on Sunday and it was very hard on us. Javid has lost so much weight and can barely whisper to us. Parents aren’t supposed to outlive their children.

Then, to top the week off, our dogs, Hondo and Sarge, got into a huge fight. Hondo has always been the “boss” and has lorded it over Sarge. But suddenly Sarge had enough and retaliated, biting down on Hondo’s neck. Will was on the front of the fight, trying to pull them apart and I was on Sarge’s tail, pulling him back. They finally quit. Not too much damage. But now the old buddies are enemies, and we have to keep them apart. I made an appointment with the vet to have Sarge neutered, which should help a lot. And I also ordered an E-collar and muzzle for some aggressive training. I’m hoping we can eventually have them together, even if not friends. Honestly, it’s like having two of your children suddenly become enemies. I feel so awful.

Fortunately, the seed business has been doing well, and I’ve kept busy packing seeds, which takes my mind off of things. Friday, God willing, I’m starting the pepper seeds. It seems strange, when our high has barely made it above zero and the lows in the -30 to -21 degrees F. But spring will come, and we’ll survive all of this. — Jackie